Asuka. Yohji took a sharp breath at the mention of her name, bile rising in his throat for a second. He looked around wildly for a moment, half expecting to see her there, watching him like she sometimes did. But nothing. He turned his attention back to Schuldig. The telepath was looking a little better, not so vacant although more than a little sick looking.

He smiled gratefully at Hughes when the other man returned with the painkiller. "Thanks." Why the hell was he helping Schuldig anyway? If anything, he should have enjoyed the sight of the man in pain after everything he'd done. But he just fell dull and empty and kind of... sad?

Yohji still hadn't let go of him. He started to pull away, almost reluctantly (although that was something he refused to acknowledge) when Hughes held out the pill.